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THE STORY SO FAR:
The world has ended, but five (well, it’s complicated) humans get a chance to do it over, and make things right. Only problem is, for their second go around, they're not going to be 'human'...
Kosuzu, Reimu, Akyuu and Youmu have all remembered their pasts, and through significant trials and tribulations, begun the path of fighting against the doomed future. Of the five Immaterial Children who were wound back in time together, only one remains - the former magician, Kirisame Marisa.
In this life, she is Houjuu Marisa, raised on the island of Sado in the outside world. Spending her childhood years looking up at the stars, the arrival of the Spiral Comet awoke her inhuman heritage - one she was completely unaware of, and equally unprepared to deal with. Having left her life on the island, she now searches for a way to get to Gensokyo - though why she seeks it, even she couldn’t say.
But though she has left her home behind, she is not without allies. She has met up with Goutokuji Mike, a friend she met online, and together they’ve decided to search for a path to the mysterious Gensokyo. Perhaps the Rainbow Market, hosted by the mysterious Tenkyuu Chimata, will provide their first step to uncovering the hidden world they seek…
Previous Threads:
Redo/Reimu >>205449 >>205720
Again/Akyuu >>206017 >>206302 >>206595 >>206906
[X] Anything else that might be worth doing? Maybe looking for one of the ladies they’d already met, or exploring the market for something in particular?
- [X] Look for Kasen.
This seems like a decent choice for now!
[X] Start surveying the shops for any interesting wares. This was clearly not a human market, who knew what they might find?!
-{X} Marisa wasn't going to buy any digital pets. She wasn't. She had Mike to keep her on track, and she had the willpower to resist her impulse to get even more. But if they happened to pass any vendors who had them, it couldn't hurt to glance, right?
I'm putting my money on Kasen still being on the human side... speaking of, anyone want to bet that she only showed up here because of the anon that's constantly been mentioning she was out there, lol?
Counting to >>213155:
Main Choice:
[1] Try to get an audience with Chimata. It'd certainly be a lot easier to find her on this side!
[23] Start surveying the shops for any interesting wares. This was clearly not a human market, who knew what they might find?!
[3] Ask around for any information about Marisa’s tentacles. Surely someone had to know what she was, right?
>>213136, I assumed you voted for every single main choice.
Potential Additions:
Looking For Kasen:
-{3} Look for Kasen. (>>213126, >>213132, >>213154)
-{9} Keep an eye out for that Hermit that told them about the fountain, could get more info if no one has to hide anything. (>>213127, >>213130, >>213140, >>213141, >>213142, >>213147, >>213148, >>213149, >>213153)
Miscellaneous Additions:
-{9} Marisa wasn't going to buy any digital pets. She wasn't. She had Mike to keep her on track, and she had the willpower to resist her impulse to get even more. But
Reimu panted and held her side, feeling the burn from one of the lasers which had grazed her. Her red hakama were covered in grey ash, and her white kimono was speckled with soot, dirt, and a little blood. She half-crouched, half-knelt on Genji’s back, the giant turtle having shrugged off most of the attacks that had hit him.
Still, she took some satisfaction from being in a better state than her opponent. The one she was fighting was a gargantuan woman, one who simply radiated power. Even so, it was clear that she had suffered; white hair cascading in front of her face, red dress covered in soot and one purple wing bent unnaturally and another bearing an angry-looking tear in it. The remaining four wings
“Looks like your bark is worse than your bite!” Reimu powered through the pain and gave the goddess a savage grin.
“How could you be this strong?” The goddess panted out, shocked at her defeat
“Well, that’s just normal for me” Reimu boasted, puffing her chest out.
Shinki just gave her an unamused look, before brushing the hair out of her face “Anyway, what business did you have in Makai again”
Now it was Reimu’s turn to give an unamused look “Like I’ve been saying! There’s been too many demons coming to the human world lately! You’re the god of their world, so do something about it!”
“Guess I’ve got no choice...”
Shinki grumbled, before raising a hand to her chest. A purple light washed over the goddess, causing her to be rejuvenated. Her Wings snapped back into place, the gash disappearing in an instant. Even her clothes began to sew themselves back together.
Then she raised a hand towards Reimu, wreathed in green light. Reimu was about to get Genji to dodge when the light poured over her. She could feel the pain in her side dissipate, as the wounds across her body closed.
Shinki gave her a slight curtsy, her six wings disappearing as she did so.
“In deference to that strength of yours, I shall do something about it.” she declared.
“Yes, Please do.” Reimu put her hands on her waist, like her mom did when scolding her. She wasn’t entirely sure what def-fer-ence meant, but it sounded like she
Remilia’s response to a sudden, unexpected appearance was almost instant.
“Sakuya!” She called out. Her maid flickered, Flandre’s staff and Patchouli’s best grimoire suddenly appearing in their hands. The maid herself brandished two fistfuls of knives, at the ready to be used against the intruder. Said intruder just watched with a slight quirk of the eyebrow
“My, that doesn’t seem particularly hospitable. I had heard that for all of your flaws, you were an excellent host, Remilia Scarlet. Was that just an exaggeration?”
Remilia shot a dangerous grin. “Well, I certainly am known to be a wonderful hostess. If you surrender now, I would be more than willing to take you on as a guest in my house.” she purred.
Yukari didn’t even bat an eye at that. “Perhaps. Though I do so hate the sight of blood. I imagine that might put me at odds with you and your sister.” the intruder snarked.
Irritated at the witty repartee ongoing between Remilia and Yukari, Flandre growled and shot forward, one palm outstretched. With a victorious cheer, Flandre closed her palm and clenched her fist, activating her power. Instead of turning Yukari into a fine scarlet mist, a small wormhole appeared in front of the blonde woman, and the table where they had been playing cards suddenly burst into splinters.
Remilia suppressed a grimace. That thing had been made out of good mahogany! It was going to be a real pain finding more of that, especially now that they had been disconnected from their old supply routes.
More importantly though, this Yukari woman could avoid Flandre’s destruction technique. Seemingly by using her portals to redirect Flandre’s attack. Remilia hadn’t even thought of such a thing as being possible; Flandre’s destruction mostly ignored durability, and wasn’t a wave or particle that could be reflected.
“She must have figured out a way with replace her own ‘eye’ with that of the table.” Flandre concluded, echoing Remilia’s thoughts. "Now I can't sense her 'eye' at all. I don't know how, but she must have moved it somehow."
Remilia had guessed the woman had some level of familiarity with the reside
Shinki sighed and rubbed a hand across her face. To be so disrespected, to have her own people completely ignoring her decrees was outright shameful for one in her position. Perhaps she could strong-arm some of her citizens, beat them up in order to enforce her will. But down that path lay tyranny and unrest. Not to mention the fact that those visiting the world above already knew how dangerous it was; the vengeful spirit and the flower youkai had done massive collateral damage, the human magician had given her a good fight and the shrine maiden had beaten her outright.
No, it seemed that the only recourse available to her right now would be to go up, suck up her ego and apologise to the shrine maiden. She had promised to try and do something about the Makaians who were going to the world above. Hopefully, they could try to sort out a deal for travelling between the two locations.
For the immediate moment however, Shinki wanted to look for her child. She had been visiting her fellow magicians a great deal recently. Byakuren, Yuki and Mai alike. She had seemingly gotten into one of her moods, when she would pursue her goal with single minded determination. Were it not for her lack of need to eat and minimal need for sleep, Shinki would have been worried. Even with that lack of need, Shinki did still worry on occasion. She hoped her youngest child would not do anything foolish. Alice was more than strong enough to handle most residents of Makai even before she had gotten her grimoire. But there were still those who could defeat her within this realm.
The first place Shinki checked was Alice’s usual haunt. A small, quiet little library, tucked away in an alcove in Makai City. She pushed the door open gently, Yumeko following her as she often did, a silent shadow.The place smelled softly of coffee and bread, most likely from the nearby stores. Behind the counter stood a tall woman with red hair and bat wings, talking quietly to a short woman with similar features. A mother and daughter.Daikuma and Koakuma. The pair turned to look at Shinki, the elder giving a deferential bow upon seeing her, and the smaller following after a moment.
“There’s no need for that.” Shinki said, a hand
“Hold a moment!” Shinki called out, her volume causing Reimu and Alice alike to jolt in surprise.
“What is it m- Lady Shinki?” Alice asked.
“Yeah, what’s the big idea?” Reimu added, a little more aggressively.
Shinki was undaunted by Reimu’s aggressiveness however, and continued on as though she hadn’t been interrupted.
“Fighting here would be a poor idea. If the two of you must face each other, then figure out a proper place, time and rules” She stated, leaving no room for argument. Alice, naturally, bowed to her judgement, though Reimu was not so quick to agree, instead scratching her chin while looking at the sky in thought.
“I guess mom wouldn’t be super happy if I got into a fight and damaged the path to the shrine.” She said thoughtfully. Well, more than it has been already” The young miko added, looking down along the path.
Alice’s eyes followed Reimu’s, and she could see section of the path which had become cracked and fractured. A few stray bullets, maybe a youkai that had been just a little annoyedThat’s all that would be needed to make that kind of damage. A full-on fight between the two of them would be sure to turn the path back into dirt at best, or a crater at worst.
“I guess we’ll have to fight somewhere else then.” Alice said, running a hand through her hair. She couldn’t have the fight in Makai City or Pandaemonium because it would cause too much collateral damage. Perhaps they could fight in Hokkai? It was a little imposing for a newcomer to get to though, and Alice wasn’t entirely sure Reimu would be willing to go that far, at least not without a good reason. As she continued to wrack her brain, Yumeko chimed in with a solution.
“Hey, Alice, why don’t you try Wonderland?” The maid asked.
“Wonderland…” Alice scratched her chin. Yes, that could work. That could work indeed.
Wonderland was the place where Alice had initially landed within Makai. It was a place of concentrated arcane energy, where she had first met Shinki and become a magician. She hadn’t been back there in a long time; for all that she was fine keeping her own company, staying in barren land with only som
>>211465
Awoo has at least had three updates in the past year. Poor Kyouko has had one update in the past two years! This injustice must be righted!
The Curse writhes, its barely distinguishable face contorting in baneful agony.
“No,” it says. “The sacrifices that I have made, the evils that I have felled—they were all for you… for us. I have made the darkness my own so that none could harm us. I have never wished to become what I am now… and yet, that was the only path forward. To preserve us.”
“There is no us,” you hiss. “We are not equals, nor will we ever be. Since my conception, you’ve used me as nothing more than a tool. Then, as you scurried away, you had deserted me just as you had deserted my priestess. I had naught but the curses I’ve inherited from you. But in your last waking moments, you had placed the greatest curse on me thus far: To become Hakurō.”
“The mantle you adopted had led us to this point: You, our priestess, and I have all reunited. And I have suffered as you have—am I not also You?”
“No. You are not. And by Amatsu’s will, we are no longer bound to each other.”
You manifest an item in your fist—it should be a familiar sight to Roku, though it is now merely a remnant of what it once was. You reveal a crushed talisman as you open your palm. Within its charm is now sediment, thanks to the assistance of the Hakurei Miko. To think that such a delicate piece would house the bond between three murderous deities and the ties between them. But all it takes to sever those ties are the hands of one mortal shrine maiden.
Even between the darkness that scarred Roku’s face, his expression displays an emotion that you are well acquainted with: fear.
“You understand now. Without Amatsu, you are nothing. You are merely a forgotten god. No, rather, you are but a crude beast. And I, Hakurou, am the embodiment of worldly hatred and vengeance. Because that was what you have made me. And for what purpose? To selfishly imprison the soul of my priestess and corrupt those consumed in the Maw, turning the innocent into the cursed? Amatsu may have once been the harbinger of chaos, but I know no truer evil than you. Yet, in your thirst to eternally
THE STORY SO FAR:
The world has ended, but five (well, it’s complicated) humans get a chance to do it over, and make things right. Only problem is, for their second go around, they're not going to be 'human'...
Kosuzu, Reimu, Akyuu and Youmu have all remembered their pasts, and through significant trials and tribulations, begun the path of fighting against the doomed future. Of the five Immaterial Children who were wound back in time together, only one remains - the Magician, Kirisame Marisa.
But among the five, Marisa is the one who lost the most. She was the first to succumb to the black flames that consumed their world, and was at risk of losing herself entirely when their rescuers arrived. Bringing her back into the fold could prove difficult, especially when the powers Marisa’s been burdened with are beyond anyone’s understanding… even her own.
Previous Threads:
Redo/Reimu >>205449 >>205720
Again/Akyuu >>206017 >>206302 >>206595 >>206906 >>207202
Yester/Youmu >>207370 >>207705 >>208027
Quick doodle I did at the office. Sketched it in paper and then I tried getting it into a post-it but the former is rough and the latter turned out wonky. Anyways, I liked the rough one so I'll be posting both. This is the first time I did a sketch before the post-it and it turned horrible lol.
I hate this pen, I miss my old one :'(
maybe it's not the best art as you said but I still like it, especially because it's mom Ran with Kosuzu just being happy
Next thread is up! Let's see what's for sale now, shall we?
Oh, I thought this story was finished finished; I'm glad I got to read more of your beautiful prose!
The winds of Heaven nipped at the Imugi’s skin as he ascended far above the stars. Far beyond any mortal eyes, he peered below at the lands of Gensokyo. Even under the veil of night did it shine a warm light, announcing to the world that life laid upon those grounds. Short as his visit was, he would at least commit the sight he was granted to memory. As time flows, would the vision he was seeing dim under brighter, more colorful recollections? Would everything fade deeper into the confines of his own consciousness? Even the vivid suffering, a cardinal moment in the Imugi’s grand life, would inevitably scar—like a wound he hid underneath his garments.
The Imugi approached Heaven’s domain. Its gatekeeper, the Great Dragon of Water, stood at its lip, idly gazing down at the mortal realm. In a slow, deliberate turn of the head, it focused its gaze straight at the lesser Dragon.
“You are back,” it announced, voice rumbling the clouds. “Have you found what you were looking for?”
“Hong Seongryo is no more. By your grace, I won’t impose any longer.”
“You may remain longer, should you choose to. I shall pay you no mind.” Though a mortal may have taken offense to such inattentive words, to an Imugi, the Dragon granted him benevolence of great magnitude. “But I did not mean ‘Hong Seongryo’ when I had asked.”
“Pardon?”
It did not elaborate further. True to its reputation, the Great Dragon of Water was a Dragon of few words. It resumed its lofty gaze upon Gensokyo, turning its attention away from the Imugi. As for the serpent, who felt more like a yard-dragon, he dipped his head in respect as he passed by his superior.
In that moment, the Imugi felt particularly courageous, deciding to reply once more. “I do not regret coming here.”
Though the Dragon of Gensokyo did not turn to acknowledge the serpent by face, it dignified him with a response. “Then all is well,” it said.
He found himself standing before the mod
[x] A wicked hermit appears
You decided to cut directly to the chase. “Is Miko here?”
Seiga floated around you in a circular arc, forcing you to turn to keep her in your vision. “Now, now. You’re being quite the rude guest. Insulting my darling Yoshika, leaving your companion to fight her while you ran on ahead…”
“My heart weeps for you,” you said flatly. “Is Miko here?”
“Fortunately, you’re also quite the interesting one,” she replied, completely ignoring your question. “A servant who is a master, once a master of many servants, but now ensnared by her own trap. And one who condemns a servitude more benign than that which her life has been defined by. What am I to make of you?”
“A person looking for information,” you told her. “Specifically, where is Miko?”
“Is there a reason for me to just tell you?” the wicked hermit asked. “Surely the fair thing would be a trade of information, no?”
Reisen glanced back and forth between you and Seiga. “That doesn’t seem unreasonable?”
Knowing exactly where this was going, you glared at the hermit. “What is unreasonable is the knowledge she wants. This wicked hermit is after the shikigami ritual.”
“Didn’t you just- ack!” Reisen started before one of your tails flicked across her legs, making her yelp.
Seiga laughed, floating right up to your face. “Tamamo-no-mae’s reign of terror was followed by dozens of copycats utilizing her work. There’s little point for you to safeguard that knowledge now.”
“Knowledge that my past self went to considerable lengths to eradicate,” you spat. “What makes you think I would hand it over to you?”
“Perhaps because your lips have been loosened already? Alice has been talking quite a bit about her living doll while fighting my pet zombie.”
So that was why Seiga showed herself. “Alice will not abuse the knowledge, whereas you are a self-professed wicked hermit. The answer is still no.”
She was unfazed, smirking back at you. “Everyone has their price, and I’ll find yours eventually. Or perhaps hers?”
You grimaced. That was an unpleasant reminder you’d need to stre
Right, so if my count is accurate, that ties the vote.
At this point I'm just gonna declare that the next (tiebreaking) vote wins, and then I'll get to writing.
THE STORY SO FAR:
The world has ended, but five (well, it’s complicated) humans get a chance to do it over, and make things right. Only problem is, for their second go around, they're not going to be 'human'...
Kosuzu, Reimu, Akyuu and Youmu have all remembered their pasts, and through significant trials and tribulations, begun the path of fighting against the doomed future. Of the five Immaterial Children who were wound back in time together, only one remains - the Magician, Kirisame Marisa.
But among the five, Marisa is the one who lost the most. She was the first to succumb to the black flames that consumed their world, and was at risk of losing herself entirely when their rescuers arrived. Who knows what it might take to bring her back into the fold…
Previous Threads:
Redo/Reimu >>205449 >>205720
Again/Akyuu >>206017 >>206302 >>206595 >>206906 >>207202
Yester/Youmu >>207370 >>207705 >>208027 >>208337
[X] Just get his attention, so the girl could get away while he was distracted. Throw some taunts at him, and then run for the hills.
Taunting? That sounds like Marisa.
This is also the less likely for us to get busted. Throwing rocks could probably pull more attention on us.
THE STORY SO FAR:
The world has ended, but five (well, it’s complicated) humans get a chance to do it over, and make things right. Only problem is, for their second go around, they're not going to be 'human'...
Kosuzu has only spent a day in the Animal Realm since awakening to her past self’s memories. In that time, her world has been turned upside-down in more ways than one - most notably, when she learned her mother was not Kudamaki Tsukasa, but Yakumo Ran.
During this time she bonded closely with a young Okazaki Yumemi. Like the Immaterial Children, she has traveled through time - though unlike them, she travels using scientific means as part of a stable time loop. A future version of Yumemi has been subtly intervening in the fates of all the Immaterial Children, for reasons yet unknown. But for Kosuzu - perhaps out of gratitude for the fox saving her life - she has been directly acting to help her grow in power and confidence. Her most recent, reckless, and costly attempt to do so was to rescue the grimoire Kosuzu had been using - a tome penned by Ran, delivered to her wayward daughter by Yukari herself.
But the woman who kidnapped Kosuzu all those years ago will not go quietly into that good night. She seized the young Yumemi as part of a vicious Keiga onslaught, and fled to a haniwa factory overtaken by the wolves. Chen and Kosuzu have begun a daring plan, seeking to delay and distract the Keiga matriarch Kurokoma Saki long enough for Ran to finally arrive and rescue them all.
Key to this stalling is a duel between Chen and Saki. But Tsukasa seeks to cut the fight short by collapsing the water tower above, weakening Chen and giving Saki a quick victory. The only one who can stop her now is Kosuzu herself, and the power sleeping within…
Previous Threads:
Redo/Reimu >>205449
Really looking forward to the Marisa vote! It'll be the first one I can actually participate in as I only got into this fic during this arc...
Kosuzu took a slow, deep breath, trying to reason it out.
“If… if I did choose to be just a Motoori again -”
“We would both still be planning to tutor you,” Yukari responded. “Your first few lessons would differ, but we will teach you everything we could, of course.”
Ran nodded in firm agreement. “We want you to be the strongest you can be, Kosuzu. Anything we can do to help you, we will.”
The young kitsune looked between the two of them. She took a deep breath, asking just one question.
“You… think it’s better for me to hide, don’t you?”
Yukari knelt down. “We think it will be safer for you. Perhaps, in the fullness of time-”
“I… I never minded the thought of becoming a youkai, in my past life. Perhaps I was too curious for my own good.” Kosuzu stepped forward. “And I know that it was stupid, and reckless… but I still wasn’t afraid.”
She sighed. “But… once I actually became a youkai, I’ve been nothing but afraid. Running away from things. Trying to hide when I was hurting. Letting Tsukasa walk all over me.”
“I know… I know it’s safer, and probably less stressful for everyone if I go back to my old family,” Kosuzu admitted. She put her hand to her chest. “And I know that if I stay with them only, I’ll still be able to grow in skill. But…”
She clutched at her chest, looking up at Ran and Yukari. “But hiding away is what a kuda-gitsune does. And I’m not a tube fox - I’m a kitsune.”
She focused. “Me and my friends - we’re going to be fighting to protect the world. I can’t just run and hide away from my problems. I need to face them head-on. I need to get stronger, I need to be braver. So… I’m not going to just claim I’m some stray fox. I’m keeping both of my families.”
For a long moment, neither of the elder youkai spoke. Kosuzu’s resolve started to falter, as Yukari seemed to mull it over.
“You’re certain of this?” Ran asked, one final time. Kosuzu… nodded, firmly.
After a long, long moment… the sage shrugged, a grin slipping out from behind her veneer of professionalism. “Ah well, we tried
THE STORY SO FAR:
The world has ended, but five (well, it’s complicated) humans get a chance to do it over, and make things right. Only problem is, for their second go around, they're not going to be 'human'...
Kosuzu’s second life has been turned on its head more than once in the past twenty-four hours. When she first recovered her memories of her past life, she believed her new self to be a mere tube fox, the daughter of Kudamaki Tsukasa. But overnight, it became clear that her true mother in this timeline was none other than Yakumo Ran. The Wicked White Fox had kidnapped Kosuzu and taken her mother’s place, crushing the young kitsune’s spirit. Through that and other means, Tsukasa’s sought to reduce Kosuzu to the former’s much more meager species.
As soon as Yakumo Yukari learned of the young fox’s location, she tracked Kosuzu down and gifted her the Bluebell Grimoire - a tome made for her by her real mother. Using the grimoire, and working with the Mayumi and Reimu, she managed to rescue a young girl - Okazaki Yumemi. Like the Immaterial Children, she has traveled through time - though, unlike them, she travels using scientific means, as part of a stable time loop. A future version of Yumemi has been subtly intervening in the fates of all the Immaterial Children, for reasons yet unknown. But for Kosuzu - perhaps out of gratitude for the fox freeing her - she has been directly acting to help her grow in power and confidence. Her most recent, reckless, and costly attempt to do so was to rescue the Grimoire from Tsukasa’s clutches - succeeding only at the cost of ending up hospitalized.
Kosuzu’s false mother fled to the very same people who captured Yumemi in the first place - the Keiga family, an army of spectral wolves. Though they are powerful adversaries, the Haniwa normally have complete immunity to their attacks, and they thus should pose little threat. But with the aid of the wicked hermit Seiga they have devised a way to crack the Haniwa, breaking their bodies and morale alike. Now, they wash over
>>212140
Adorable mom cosplays... I appreciate the boldness of putting Ms. Has Not Appeared In This Story front and center but completely obscuring all of her features.
Small details I noticed!
- I was confused by Okuu's Koistume having a closed eye, but she'd totally remember timeline B's Koishi that way, so it's a little tribute to her.
- Reimu has little holes in her headband for her horn-nubs.
- All of them hold their baskets slightly differently, with Kosuzu even having to use her actual tail to match the pose.
Thank you for all the amazing art, and Happy Halloween to you as well!
Love the picture, especially the Marisa in the back as a Ghost giving Mima rep!
While it may be unintentional, I also like the idea that Okuu accidentally made a costume of Universe B Koishi instead of Universe C Koishi, if only because it paints a funny image that while she can mostly keep the details between those two lives separate, she still mixes them up occasionally
Thank you again for all the wonderful pictures, Kosu!
This one came as no surprise to me personally. Kosu approached me with the idea of all the original ICs dressed as their moms for halloween, including Marisa hidden as a sheet ghost. Then I was the one who came up with an idea for how she could still fit the theme.
We've actually already got draft designs of Marisa's options waiting in the wings. We've been sitting on them for a little while, in fact.
But if you want to see them, there's only one way forwards! onwards, to thread ten! >>212143
It was late summer, the cicadas worked hard, producing their buzzing songs, although one would find it irritating, the sound was nothing to worry about for the Shrine Maiden, who was currently asleep.
Of course, someone had to interrupt her affairs.
"Yo Reimu what are you doing ze?!" comes the witch sliding the door of the shrine open without care.
"Ugh~~" Rubbing her eyes with a troubled groan, Reimu slowly lifted herself off her futon. "How many times do I need to tell you not to enter like that Marisa?!"
Still rubbing her eyes, the shrine maiden adjusted her skirt and walked over to the kitchen "You know what, whatever, I'm gonna have a snack, want some?" The witch giggled in approval, entering the shrine proper.
Meanwhile, somewhere else
A hidden path extended deep into the woods, although I called it "path" It was sparse and hard to follow for nobody had used it for maybe decades but at the end of it one would be directed to an old worn-out shrine abandoned in the woods.
The once white and pristine walls were covered in vines and the woodwork was infested with mushrooms and soaked to the brin by the rain. Once someone slid open the now rotten front door, however, they would find its interior walls filled with inscriptions and runes that connect with a magic circle right in the middle of the room.
Looking at the forest again a bit of hesitation spreads thoughts but is not like I have another choice as I don't have a home left for me anymore.
Checking if anything is in order I set my backpack down and check my belongs:
a week's worth of military rations, a Swiss knife, my purple charcoal (to complete the magic circle), my old man`s photos, and an old book with a blank cover with the instructions for the activation of the magic circle alongside 20 or so firecrackers with two types, one with intention of making a lot of noise but the explosion was small and the other type made a big explosion, nothing to kill but to stagger to get me wherever I was fighting enough for me or to run or to me go on the offensive myself.
Finally, after completing my wo
“Master, shouldn’t we start on the outside?.”
“Nonsense, You heard Eirin yesterday, we will be doing inside for now.”
“So what are we doing today?.”
Both Master and I are sitting cross-legged in the hospital bed after she barged in the middle of a conversation I was having with Reisen while eating my breakfast.
“That’s easy.” Master sticks her hand into her dress's pocket and pulls a purple ball with a yin-yang orb. It is very similar to the one she uses when dueling Marisa (which happened), but this orb seems a bit more familiar.
“Master I am sure I have seen this before.”
“Yes and you made it when you killed that monster that knocked you out when you first appeared in Gensokyo”
“I made it? But how?.” Heck, I don't remember beating that thing.
“I theorized that when you first came into contact with the Shrine, the Hakurei God probably intervened on your behalf to save you, however, you lack the training and the stamina to manipulate and create true yin yang orbs and the result was you being knocked out and... this” She shovels the 'thing' in my direction which I almost fail to catch.
After securing it in my hand, although said orb is quite small, I feel like the various scratches and the huge crack in the middle of it, indicate that this thing has stood quite a beating.
"I am going to train you in manipulating these orbs, since they are simpler than, say, learning how to fly" I guess learning how to fly will be a thing on my agenda.
"First, close your eyes and try to feel the presence of this object in your hand, just close your eyes and try to listen to it" Very abstract but I will try.
Closing my eyes and shiting my attention guided towards the thing in my hands, I can feel a uhh…presence? I can picture a ball in my hand from it, although the orb’s presence is so weak that any loss of focus makes me "lose" the object's presence, but what intrigues me is that I am sure I had felt this "presence" thing Master talked about.
“Master, I am sure that I felt this when I was at the Shrine but much stronger, why so?” To tell the t
Coming up with a cool ability to my MC that wasn't so op but not unless was a hard thing to do but here we are.
Also these was supposed to be more stuff in this chapter but I decided to split in two, next chapter the MC will learn that Tewi can't help but do another trolling to save her life.
